Album Review: Little Boots - Nocturnes

Disco is enjoying a revival lately, via a '90s pop production avenue. It's hard to determine if Little Boots is a forerunner of this or simply caught up in it - either way she's in the mix. The poor lass will simply never be heard by an Australian without Kylie popping into their head, but that's not a bad thing really. Even aside from the “La la la la la la” of the lead single, Shake, there's a definite Kylie aura that encompasses all of Nocturnes.

This album seems to be cursed three times over, with obligatory big-name producers on a notoriously difficult second album that was independently released. Yikes. Despite the odds stacked against it, Nocturnes is not a bad album. It's music that's made for soundtracking the early hours on the dance as dawn breaks and the haze of the night clears with a cat-like stretch and fresh air hits your face.

Motorway screams Moloko while Every Night I Say A Prayer throws up a Dannii-style chorus. Satellite seems insanely out of place with the rest of the album, harking back to her poptastic debut, Hands, and sounding more like a '90s pop reject (Bardot) than the talent that glimmers in slivers throughout other parts of the album. Crescendo is a highlight with a more straightforward listenability suiting it to a radio release.  

If you're old enough to remember the '90s then this album may conjure echoes of The Mavis's softer pop tracks; if you're old enough to remember the '80s it may remind you of Tiffany. If you can't remember any of that crap (lucky you) odds are that you will still struggle to get through any Little Boots track without thinking of Our Kylie.